After the divorce, Leng Yan’s CEO kneeled down and begged for remarriage.

Everyone was pessimistic and did not think highly of Lin Yue at all.

"What? Do you think you will win?"

When everyone was not optimistic, Lin Yue unexpectedly laughed.

"There are specialties in the medical profession. No matter how strong your medical skills are, they have limitations."

"It's impossible for you to win the next competition!" the ice girl said with a frown.

In her heart, of course she wanted Lin Yue to win.

But under the gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes, even if she wanted to help Lin Yue cheat, she had no chance!

“Traditional Chinese medicine has existed much longer than Western medicine.”

"You should also keep your eyes open. Those who say that Chinese medicine does not understand surgery, today I will show you how Chinese medicine beats Western medicine!"

Lin Yue stood with his hands behind his back and scanned the audience.

There was undisguised arrogance on that angular face.

He came today not only to win the competition.

We must also rectify the name of traditional Chinese medicine!

"You Chinese people just love to talk big words!"

"When it comes to surgery, you still have to see our Western doctors."

The foreign judge continued to mock.

A Chinese judge at the judges' table took the initiative and said with a flattering look on his face: "Mr. Donald, you are absolutely right. I think Chinese medicine is good for bluffing people, but if we really want to be serious about it, we have to use Western medicine!"

"Lin Yue, right? I advise you to admit defeat quickly."

"I thought it was impossible for Chinese medicine to win from the beginning. It would just be a waste of time if you continue to compete."

The Chinese referee shouted coldly.

When Lin Yue heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"call out!"

He raised his hand slightly, and a silver needle shot out from his hand.

"You do it in front of me, you really think I'm nothing!"

But before Lin Yue's silver needle could hit the intrusive Chinese judge, Eunuch Sun also shot out a silver needle.

"Ding!"

The two silver needles collided violently in mid-air, making a crisp sound.

Immediately, they both fell to the ground.

"Lin Yue! What did you do just now?"

"Believe it or not, I will deprive you of your qualification to compete now!"

When the Chinese judge saw the silver needle on the ground, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Thinking of the scene just now of Li Wuque's disciple kneeling on the ground, he roared at Lin Yue angrily.

"If you say one more word, believe it or not, I will cut out your tongue!"

Lin Yue spoke and slowly walked towards the man.

"Miss Luo, save me..."

When the man saw that Lin Yue was actually walking towards him, his face turned pale with fright.

He had somewhat heard about the things Lin Yue had done in the Medical Alliance before.

This guy would dare to kill even Song Zifei, let alone cut out his own tongue.

Luo Ningshuang frowned slightly, but finally stood up from her seat and stopped in front of Lin Yue.

"What? You want to stop me too?" Lin Yue frowned.

"Doctor Lin, no matter how bastard Yang Zhen is, he is still one of the referees on the scene."

"If you hurt him, it will be very detrimental to the test!"

Luo Ningshuang said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "If you lose the qualification to compete for such a stooge, it will be a real loss that outweighs the gain!"

"Doctor Lin, you have to calm down! Don't let a villain like him ruin something big!"

Qin Yi in the audience couldn't help but remind him loudly.

"That's right. People like him are really not worthy of me doing it myself."

Lin Yue stopped, glanced deeply at Yang Zhen, then turned and returned to the ring.

"Tch, what is this? After all, he is not a braggadocio who dares not take action!"

"When the competition is over, I'm afraid I will become a street rat that everyone shouts to beat!"

Seeing that Lin Yue didn't take action, Yang Zhen couldn't help but trembled.

"Yang Zhen, please be careful and don't embarrass yourself here, okay?" Luo Ningshuang warned with a cold face.

Yang Zhen suddenly became unhappy and yelled: "What? Is what I said wrong? If he is really good, why did he just admit defeat in the first competition?"

"I just said what you dare not say. If anyone is not convinced, just come over and argue with me."

After saying that, he raised his head smugly, and then turned around and returned to his seat.

"Whoosh!"

But the moment he turned around, a sound breaking through the air suddenly sounded in his ears.

"thump……"

The next second, Yang Zhen felt his knees were numb.

Then, he fell to the ground involuntarily, and he was completely smashed on the spot!

"Who? Who attacked me with a silver needle?"

Yang Zhen got up from the ground with difficulty, reluctantly pulled out the silver needle on his knee, and threw it at everyone present in an incompetent rage.

However, no one paid attention to him.

Immediately, he looked at Lin Yue, who had just returned to the stage.

"It's you! It must be you, the little bastard, who plotted against me!"

"I'm going to apply to disqualify you from the competition now, so that you can know that there are some people you can't afford to offend!"

Yang Zhen stared at Lin Yue and kept cursing.

"Yes, disqualified!"

"Lin Yue seriously injured the referee and must be disqualified from the competition!"

Donald also seized this opportunity and took the opportunity to attack Lin Yue.

Lin Yue, who was standing on the stage, did not refute loudly, but just looked at the two of them coldly.

In his eyes, Yang Zhen and Donald were no different from two wild dogs that were barking without a leash.

"shut up!"

Just as Donald was shouting crazily, Li Wuque slowly stood up and said, "I inserted this silver needle, and it has nothing to do with Divine Doctor Lin!"

"Even if Lin Yue didn't do it himself, you can still be considered a group."

"As a member of the referee panel, I still have the power to disqualify him."

"King Li Zhen, you think you are helping Lin Yue vent his anger, but in fact you are hurting him."

"But it's okay, even if you don't take action, this kid will get out sooner or later!"

Yang Zhen grinned and was about to ask the security to pull Lin Yue off the stage.

But at this moment, a majestic voice suddenly came from outside the venue:

"Yang Zhen, you are so majestic. People who don't know would think you are the head of the Yang family!"

The voice just fell.

At the entrance of the venue, two figures, a man and a woman, appeared in everyone's sight.

The woman is about twelve years old, with a curvy figure and a cold and pretty face.

The man is about in his early fifties. He is wearing a black Tang suit. He has a tall and tall figure and a majestic face. He looks like he has been in a high position for a long time.

"Master, why are you here?"

Yang Zhen, who was originally extremely arrogant, was so frightened that he was shaking like chaff when he saw the man in Tang suit.

"If I don't come here, then my reputation, Yang Baichuan, will be ruined by you, a rip-off dog!" the man in Tang suit said with a cold face.

This middle-aged man in Tang suit who suddenly appeared at the venue was... Yang Baichuan, the head of the Yang family in the Demon City!